But the truth is: autism moms are just human. We are most often lonely, tired, scared, worried humans who are simply doing the very best we can on any given day. And usually that “best” never feels enough. It’s impossible to live up to a standard we set to do-the-impossible. Most days I feel good if I’ve only forgotten to do a few things, haven’t pissed off too many people, and can go to bed at night thinking “Well, nobody died.” …

I tiptoed into the kitchen a little after 6am to grab a quick breakfast before waking Matthew. He’d been home for a week long summer break, and would be heading back to Camphill California near Santa …